WAM Day Zero – Traverse City

We are on our way!
812 riders will be doing the 300 miles this year. We loaded our bikes onto 6 semi trucks, and the riders onto 10 buses. We arrived in Traverse City and are unloading bikes, etc.

We’ll take off tomorrow at 6 AM, and bike 100 miles to Big Rapids, MI.

I’m very excited! My son, Kevin, is joining us this year. More later.

The Blog Outside The Box Meme

Once upon a time in a faraway Bloggiverse there lived a maiden named Queen Mimi Pencil Skirt. She slayed her own dragons, stoked her own fire and well…..wrote memes by the light of the Bloggingham moon. One day a kind blogger from England noticed her meme lovin’ ways and royally crowned her Mimi Queen of Memes. As time passed in the peaceful kingdom of Bloggingham, her Royal Highness found comfort in the company of fellow bloggers who also loved memes. But the Queen had a wicked disposition too. It is widely reported in historical Blogosphere archives that any and all bloggers found guilty of not completing their memes were promptly thrown into the dreaded Bloggingham dungeon.

If I were you, I’d do the meme.

The Blog Outside The Box Meme
This meme is all about using your imagination. Free your inner blogginess. Step outside the proverbial blox (that’s blog + box for all you non-blog speakers). Answer these ridiculous situational questions and post them on your own blog. Here’s the situation for today. We won’t tell a soul. And remember:
Don’t end up in the dungeon.

1. You are in court. You are in deep doo-doo. What did you do? (‘Cause if you want, I might could talk to the judge and get your sentence reduced to Bloggingham dungeon time.)

I didn’t do it, I tell ya! She asked me to hold them for her, so I did! I didn’t know she was talking about something else! And anyway, I couldn’t see very well. The sun was in my eyes. Yeah, that’s it, the sun was in my eyes. So I held them for her, like she asked me to, and then she screamed, and dropped her rice kits all over the floor. That’s how it happened, Your Honor.

2. Your blog just became a best-selling book . What is the title of your book ?

The Best Parties: fostering the incidence of decadence. (I figured out that sex, drugs and rock-and-roll sell a lot better than my blog does.)

3. It is midnight. The phone rings. It is Michael Jackson calling from the Great Beyond.
What would you like to ask him?

Michael, WTF does “shamon” mean?!?

4. You are having your future told. The fortune teller looks in the crystal ball, screams and leaves the room in fright. What did they see?

No hair where there should be, and hair where there shouldn’t be. Scary. Just ask Princess Gail!

5. You’re blogging along minding your own blusiness (that’s blog + oh…you know) when Google unexpectedly puts a Objectionable Content Warning on your blog. Your own mother is afraid to enter! What, pray tell, did you do to warrant it? How did this happen? Do you think you deserve it? Just how objectionable are you? Do tell.

Like I told my mother, I don’t know WTF Google is talkin’ about!

6. You suddenly become God Of The Universe. What would your first Commandment be?

First Commandment: Don’t make me God of the Universe again! It didn’t work out very well the last times we tried that, remember!?

7. And finally, what secret would you like to tell the Queen?

Shhh. I know what “shamon” means. Want me to show you?

; )

Diane Birch and The Gift


4. Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves

This song, “Mirror Mirror” by new artist Diane Birch strongly reminds me of something. When I was 42 years old I received a gift. A really great one. The Universe must have decided I was ready to receive the gift of Introspection. It had prepared me properly for it by giving me free rein to use my thoughts, words and actions to thoroughly mess up my life, over and over again! So at age 42 I did my first 4th step.

I remember taking it very seriously. I was actually looking forward to it, as opposed to the many people I know who dread it. I sat down with pen, journal, and the time to do it justice. It became one of those experiences that are forever etched in memory. I started writing down my first character flaw, then the second. I started writing faster because I had a long list of “issues” in my head and didn’t want to forget them as I was writing them down. When I got to about twenty, and actually saw the mess that was me, the tears started to flow. I got to thirty… then forty… I stopped somewhere around 50. By then, the tears were mixed with smiles and outright laughter. You see, the tears were only a little about the pain. They were mainly tears of joy! In those moments, I saw the problem, and the solution! I saw that I alone was responsible for the mess I was in, and not everyone else. I truly realized what an imperfect person I really am, jumped off my pedestal for good, and joined the human race.

I have a mountain of flaws and defects. I am a “project.” I’m okay with that. I don’t mind working long and hard at difficult projects, especially when they are me! What I’m grateful for is the awareness of exactly what the problems are. When I know the problems, the solutions are close behind. The gift of 4th step introspection gave that to me. The key. And I value it because I know that not everyone gets to have this gift. For whatever reason, many people are unable to really look inside.

So, thank you Diane, for this nice reminder. And thank you for your lovely youthful spirit that shines brightly in “Bible Belt.”

Now She’s Really Angel Farrah

Farrah_Fawcett_iconic_pinup_1976I was a 21 year old college junior when I first laid eyes on Farrah, playing Jill Munroe on Charlie’s Angels. I remember thinking she was a really gifted actress playing in a series dealing with important social issues an impossibly gorgeous woman, and being hormonally gaga for several seasons. That smile! That hair! That poster! OMG!!!

Over the years, she remained beautiful, aging gracefully. She became less object and more human to me, as she experienced the ups and downs of life, and as I grew up a little. (I said a little. I’m still working on it.) I don’t know why, but I am sad to see her go. I’m sad she had to suffer a cancer death. And I don’t want the MJ thing to totally overshadow her passing.

I saw this tribute on YouTube and I like it. Here’s to Farrah, speaking for all the men-boys of my generation:

Historic Bethabara Park

IMG_1161Gail, why so sseriouss?!

Gail and I spent a part of the afternoon at a Fourth of July celebration at Historic Bethabara Park in Winston-Salem.  I learned a lot about the original Moravian settlers from back in the mid 1700’s!  They were of German origin and kept meticulous records of all their plans and activities. The locals are proud of the Moravian heritage and have taken great pains to preserve the sites and the knowledge. There are regular reenactments. It was all pretty cool!  (Well, sunny and 90 degrees, but you know what I mean.) It is truly amazing what our early settlers were able to do. I got a very good feel for what their life was like.


This was a very nice lady, all dressed up 1700’s Moravian stlye.  I sure am glad Gail dresses in Gail-style!


That’s better, baby!